On Yun Wan's first day after joining the sect, the spirit measuring platform was broken.
The elder was silent.
The disciples shook their heads.
"Low-grade miscellaneous spiritual roots, spiritual veins blocked, meridians incomplete."
As a result, she became a well-connected person and a waste recognized by the entire sect.
While others fly with swords, she sweeps the mountain gate; while others seize treasures in secret realms, she feeds chickens in the back; while others build foundations, she is still learning to draw Qi.
Until one day there was a riot in the secret realm.
Senior Brother Tianjiao was seriously injured, and monsters besieged the city.
Everyone thought the sect was doomed.
The usually inconspicuous girl holding a broom slowly raised her head.
Countless golden threads appeared behind her.
Someone saw:
The fate of senior fellow apprentices, the cause and effect of monsters, the rules of heaven and earth...
She held them one by one in her hands.
Later, the entire world of cultivation discovered:
It turns out that what they thought was rubbish is a road that has been lost for thousands of years.
Intention: Destiny is never the answer written by others, but the path you take.